A page is turned by the wind to a boy in curly grinWith a world to conquer at the age of tenBut as history unfolds and the storybook is toldHe finds salvation but not at the hands of man

And the God of second chancePicked him up and He let him danceThrough a world that is not kindAnd all this time, preparing him, the oneTo hold him up when he comes undoneBeneath the storm, beneath the sunAnd now a man, here you standYour day has come

A page is turned in this world to reveal a little girlWith a heart that's bigger, as it is unfurledBy the language in her soul, that's teaching her to growWith a careful cover of love that will not fail

And the God of second chancePicked her up and He let her danceThrough a world that isn't kindAnd all this time, preparing her the oneTo hold her up when she comes undoneBeneath the storm, beneath the sunAnd grown up tall, here you areYour day has come

Beneath the air of autumn, she took him by his handAnd warm within the ardor, she took his heart insteadAnd high upon the mountain, he asked her for her handJust for her hand

A page is turned in this life, he's making her his wifeAnd there is no secret to the source of this much lifeWhen the grace that falls like rain is washing them againJust a chance to somehow rise above this land

Where the God of second chanceWill pick them up and he'll let them danceThrough a world that is not kindAnd all this time, they're sharing with the oneThat holds them up when they come undoneBeneath the storm, beneath the sunAnd once again, here you standAnd once again, here you standYour day has come